Candiria - Temple Of Sickness

As a child, you don’t know exactly how things are arranged, and therefore they are surrounded by some kind of magic for you. You grow up, study them, and then say: “How boring!” Everything in your imagination is more interesting. For example, I love mundane things. Once I was driving along the road and noticed that in front all the cars were being taken to the side in order to go around some object; I also took it to the side and turned to see what it was, and it turned out that it was an iron wheel from a van. Just a big rusty wheel. I came back and picked it up ... It was just a pretty shape and was suitable for my "study of chance". I thought that someone should take it, it should have a master. So I brought him home and drew a picture from him, trying to convey the color of rust. And the background was made by the blue sky, hung it among the clouds - a sort of echo of Magritte.Fly is a more noble occupation for a wheel. It was a heroic wheel ...